We All Pay The Price Of Who We Are Poem by Shalom Freedman

We All Pay The Price Of Who We Are



WE ALL PAY THE PRICE OF WHO WE ARE

We all pay the price of who we are
I pay the price every day
I am paying it now.

Walking alone
Thinking alone
Writing alone
No- network of my own.

Saturday, October 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: alone
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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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